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[tonariofjananda]

This was my participation piece for the @yuriolympics2023 ‘s first prompt, “Memory.”✌️

The fic covers things that will happen in Season 3 (including a theory that I’m treating as 100% canon tbh, lol) so if you’re not caught up with the manga, please keep that in mind :)

[galactic-gift-gathering]

You are formally invited to the Great Galactic Gift Gathering 2024!

A Star Wars Fandom Community Prompt Gift Exchange starting November 25, 2024 and running through January 14, 2025! 🎁

Here is what you have to look forward to:

Making a Prompt Wish List to have shared on the event page for other members of the community to fill

Filling wish prompts to gift to those who made wishes

Seeing all the amazing, multi-media content based on a multitude of Star Wars fandoms

Having the opportunity to achieve a “Galaxy’s Greatest Gifter” badge for those who gift fills to 10+ wishers!

And MORE!!

Leading up to the official launch, here are some ways you can participate:

Submit your Prompt Wish List to the event blog’s Ask Inbox! (Each participant only gets one wish list with 3 wishes…so make it count! You can find the Prompt Wish List template here for more information) Wish Lists will be posted on November 25th, and newcomers’ wish lists will be posted as they come!

Help us make Star Wars themed gift wrap banners for prompt fill posts! (Check out this post for more information on how you can help us make adorable banners for everyone to use for their prompt fill posts [using banners is optional…it just makes the reblogs look colorful!])

Help us promote for the event! The more the merrier…and we want all the creative Star Wars fans we can get!

Participate in polls to vote for activities to do throughout the event! Like ask games, tag games, and poll games…help us make this event a fun experience for everyone!

Ask us clarifying questions! We want to make sure we’re all on the same page…if you have any questions, please, send us an ask!!

We are so excited to have you all! And we hope to make this event a fun, stress-free place for your holiday season ♥️

—Your Mods, @kybercrystals94 & @fionas-frenzy

[abyssal-author-and-artist]

My blog is generally pretty lighthearted and I stick to reblogging art and fic and fun stuff, but you know what. I feel like I need to say this.

I am a trans teen in the US. I'm seventeen, so too young to have voted. I'm terrified for my life right now. I usually post about college but I'm actually concurrently enrolled in high school still and the kid who sits behind me in first period government is a massive Trump fanboy. I'm going to have to go to high school Monday and talk about the election. I'm going to have to hear my deadname called and hear people in my super conservative high school talk about how happy they are Trump won. Everything is terrifying. I walk outside of my house and I'm scared I'll be shot. Several months ago I promised that I'd kill myself if that bastard won.

He did and I'm still here.

I'm not thriving. I'm not living my best life. I'm barely living. But I'm surviving. I'm coping. I'm trying my goddamned best. It's hard. I want so bad to just go and take as much medication as I can and slit my wrist for good measure and pass away in my sleep. But I'm still here. And I will be here.

I am in so much pain. But I'm living on spite and determination and everything I can scrape together. I know I need support and those around me need support. So consider this a support masterpost.

Support:

First thing you should see if you're a trans person in the US.

Here's a link to the Trevor Project and here's a link to their suicide hotline page. They've already saved my life once before. Please note - they recommend calling if you need immediate support. Donate if you can, please.

This post is both a suicide hotline masterlist and a post mentioning how something feels deeply wrong here with this election.

On the topic of something being wrong, sign this petition. I'm only seventeen but I did this and it might not feel like much but if we couldn't shoot that bastard (I am not pro-gun but I am when it comes to him) then we'll do the next best thing. Here's the link to the petition itself. Make sure to check the post every once in a while - the original petition got taken down and this is important.

I follow a lot of gimmick blogs, so I got to see this post encouraging us to be loud. Because we should be. Because if we die they've won and my mom didn't smoke weed on the steps of the state capital of Colorado to legalize it just so her son could roll over and die.

Here is the Tumblr Hot Beverage Masterpost, as I've taken to calling it. My personal favorites are the London Fog in the replies, earl grey with milk, honey, and vanilla (in the tags), and some additions from me are hot chocolate with peppermint melted into it, earl grey with lavender, caramel apple tea, and really anything else you can think of. Trust me. This post works better than you think.

Read this post if you haven't seen it already. It's half poem, half Tumblr being Tumblr, all wonderful to read.

Things I just like to see:

PM Seymour and Bettina Levy both have shown their support for everyone struggling right now. It might not be much, but I still really appreciate it and seeing support can really help.

The cat with the kind and reassuring face. No other context.

Four panel comic of hope. Because you're more than enough.

Can't find the post where I found this but this is a link to a virtual toy where you can make your own galaxy.

Please. Eat something. Drink a hot beverage. Draw, write, read, knit, sew, sculpt, bake, do something that helps. Reach out to friends, even if they're online friends. Talk to someone you trust. Make vent art. Write vent fics. It doesn't matter what you do as long as it helps.

Do not roll over and die. Live. Live on spite. Live on determination. Live on shitposts and live on heartfelt stories like this one. If you have anything to add to this post please do. Add more resources. Add more love to this post. I know I'm just a guy on the internet saying shit, but I still care about everyone who sees this post.

[every-character-ever-poll]

Every Character Ever

Have you ever wanted to see how popular your blorbo was? Or wished your special lil guy fit more polls' criteria? Maybe you just want to click buttons!

Well this is the blog for you!! You can submit any character, from any media, to be voted on by the greater tumblr audience. The only rule is no real people; this is Blorbo from your media, not Johnathan from the Actor's Guild. There is no limit to how many characters one person can submit, just please don’t do repeated submissions of the same character! It makes a mess of my spreadsheet.

The submission form IS CURRENTLY CLOSED. There is no winner, only a week-long voting time per entry. You will be able to pick between 6 options - I know this character (positive), I know this character (neutral/it's complicated), I know this character (negative), I have heard of this character, I would like to know this character, and I do not know this character. I will post, at the start of every week, the planned lineup for that week, and link that post here.

If you want to know what characters have already been sent in for submission, please look at my spreadsheet! It continuously updates with each new submission, so be sure to keep checking it if you want to know who's already in the lineup. Additionally, as I post 100 polls per 'week', this is a good metric of how far away your character of choice is away from getting their poll posted!

If you have a question, you can look at my FAQ page to find out if I've answered it already! I have a document there with every single already posted character, so you can take a look and make sure your blorbo has not already been submitted :]

Finally, please be kind to me (the mod) and to everyone participating in this silly little thing. This is a tumblr poll blog. If someone does not like your blorbo, or likes a character you don't, you can either have a polite conversation, or keep it to yourself.

Thank you!

WEEK ONE LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK TWO LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK THREE LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK FOUR LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK FIVE LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK SIX LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK SEVEN LINEUP - COMPLETE

WEEK EIGHT LINEUP

[ashensgrotto]

Protective (Part 2 of 'Am I Feeling Love')

Characters: Azul Ashengrotto x F!Reader

Word Count: 5,328

Part 1 Part 2 (You Are Here) Part 3a Part 3b

I had someone ask if I was going to do a continuation of ‘Am I Feeling Love?’ that was orinally written on my main blog @kiy-anna after I rewrote the story to fit the tags better. I was mulling over the idea and my poor sea-rotted brain decided “Screw it, Mari! Just write the damn thing!”

It took a bit to figure out how I wanted to execute the process, but I’m honestly more curious to see what you guys think as well. Also, don’t forget, I have a poll that ends in a few days that will help me decide what sort of fanfiction I will be posting going forward, so please vote! It ends on Wednesday!

Warnings: yandere behavior, beatings, manipulative behavior, and foul language

***

The world is cruel, the world is wicked

It’s I alone whom you can trust in this whole city, I am your only friend

How can I protect you, girl, unless you always stay in here

Away in here…

***

Azul tapped the desk he sat behind impatiently. 

For the past hour, he had been cooped up in the VIP Room of the Mostro Lounge dealing with those poor unfortunate souls that sought him out - the pathetic fools making deals with the octomer as his patience thinned by the minute. All he wanted at this point was to get out of his office and watch you.

You, the magicless guest of Octavinelle, had been living in the guest rooms of the dorm for a little over two months and were working within the Mostro Lounge to pay for said room - not that you needed to, it was merely a lie so Azul could keep tabs on you. The other students of the Octavinelle dorm did not completely understand his reasoning; some thought that he was merely being a nice housewarden to a poor soul with no one else to turn to, others that knew the housewarden too well thought that he was using you as a way to lure in unsuspecting victims for his contracts. 

Whatever their thinking was, only Azul and his vice-warden, Jade, along with the problem twin, Floyd, knew the real reason as to why you were kept close by. 

Soulmates were rare and finding that ‘other half’ is like the story of the mermaid princess and her longing to be with a human. It’s a rare occurrence that only happens once in a millennium if not longer. Many times, people - humans, fae, and merfolk alike - often settle for someone they are content and happy with, someone that isn’t their other half. Azul, at the time he first learned about soulmates, wanted nothing more in the world than to find them - to have that one person who would see him for himself and not the pathetic octo-twerp he had been called during his youth; thus, he began working on himself, his powers increasing as he lured his victims in and stole away their most treasured gifts - a beautiful singing voice, powerful magic… all of it. 

But even with the changes and his new found strength, Azul had no luck in finding the other part of his soul - that was until about two months ago when you first appeared in Twisted Wonderland.

Azul had been ecstatic the first few weeks after you had taken up residence in his dorm; consistently coming to check on you, making sure you weren’t too tired, asked if you had eaten… and sometimes just watching you from the darkness of the lounge as you shifted from table to table, taking orders and bringing food and drinks to the guests. Nearly two weeks into working at the lounge, the clientele number increased slightly - making Azul at first wonder what had happened. 

Turns out, some of the students who had frequented the lounge had made mention of you in passing and how you were nicer compared to the other staff members - hence the students came to the lounge to, not just get a glimpse of you, but to also shoot a chance at getting you as their waitress. Jade and Floyd, who were consistently in the lounge and operated as Azul’s eyes and ears - especially when it came to you - informed Azul of what was going on. Hence, Azul decided to restrict your hours to only working when he, Jade, or Floyd was. When you asked if you had done something wrong, Azul merely rested a hand on your shoulder, eyes shining with a possessive kindness, as he explained there were certain students who had been watching you - and he was only doing this for your protection. After all, it wasn’t like he could monitor you twenty-four-seven - he still had his grades to keep up and you weren’t a student, technically.

It worked momentarily, but then Azul was back to the drawing board again when Jade had mentioned Riddle Roseheart’s overblot in passing.

Turns out, you had asked Azul for a day off the same day Riddle went berserk. Azul had asked what for, but you merely said you wanted to explore the school grounds, specifically the rose gardens that surrounded Heartslabyul. He knew that you had ‘made friends’ with two freshmen from the dorm - Deuce Spade and Ace Trappola, both who had been collared by Riddle because of their bad behavior. If Azul could work his will, he would have locked you up in his own room and thrown away the key to prevent anyone from looking at you or speaking to you - but he couldn’t find the strength to do so. Even so, he had agreed, allowing you to go to the unbirthday party that was randomly held on different days during the year, with the promise that you would come back as soon as it was over and not a minute later.

Turns out, the ‘unbirthday party’ had been a lie since Deuce and Ace both had challenged Riddle for his position as headwarden and you wanted to go to support them in their fight. However, Ace made a valid point about the rules that had been pressed upon the students of Heartslabyul and practically turned the whole dorm against Riddle - which caused his temper to flare up and the overblot to happen. Luckily, you didn’t get hurt during the fight between Riddle, Deuce, Ace, Trey, Cater, Crowley, and the pyromaniac demon cat-weasel, Grim - but you had been the one to smack sense back into Riddle with a slap to the face when he had gone after you next. 

And it was because of that slap and knocking some sense back into the headwarden of Heartslabyul that those who heard about what happened began to flock to the Mostro Lounge in search of you once more.

Azul pressed his face to hands and rubbed at his skin hard enough to turn it red as he thought and thought. What was he going to do? He couldn’t let anyone else get close to you! You were his! His soulmate! You should be putting your entire focus on him and him alone! Was that too much to ask?!

“What’s with the face?” the unwelcomed voice of Leona reached Azul’s ears as the octomer sat up and righted himself.

“What’s it to you? Nevermind, I’m busy at the moment, Leona. If you wish to speak with me, you have to make an appointment…”

“I already did, did you forget?” The beastman prince strolled into the room and plopped on the couch, arms dangling behind the rest and feet landing on the table before him, “I need to make a contract with you for a potion.”

Azul shifted his glasses into place before reaching into his desk and pulling out the familiar golden paper he used for his contracts, his pen twirling in his fingers as it shifted into a fishbone and began to write, “What sort of potion?”

“An enhancement potion,” Leona answered, side eyeing the Octavinelle headwarden before explaining, “With the Spelldrive Tournament coming up in a few weeks, and with all of these little mishaps that have been going around the campus lately, it would be a shame if something were to befall a particular headwarden we know too well.”

Azul did not need Leona to explain any further nor to question who he was referring to.

It was no secret that the Diasomia dorm had taken first place in the Spelldrive Tournament for the past two years straight - practically overrunning Savanaclaw who usually held that spot. The dorm’s success had been due to the new headwarden - Malleus Draconia - who had taken up the position the year before Azul arrived at Night Raven. Malleus was a dragon fae and one of the top ranking mages in Twisted Wonderland - so powerful that he alone was the reason for Diasomia’s success, making ninety percent of the scores by the dorm’s team. He probably would be the only player if Crowley had allowed it. 

Many of the other headwardens were disgusted by the losses and damage that had been dealt to their teams over the course of the past two years - even Azul had been winded by Draconia once and had no desire to be the dragon’s dinner again; due to this, the headmage had made the offer to place Draconia in the hall of fame, which would prevent him from participating in any more of the Spelldrive matches this year and next year. At first, all of the headwardens were in agreement - but Leona argued that it wasn’t a fair fight, claiming that they were acting like a bunch of cubs. Azul had twitched at that remark, but agreed that the fight wasn’t fair - as much as he hated it, he agreed that Leona did have a point about allowing Draconia to continue; he wanted to prove that Draconia wasn’t invincible nor was he immune, he wanted to prove that anyone could beat the Diasomia headwarden - even if it was just another individual.

Azul adjusted himself in his chair, thoroughly invested in the deal now, “If we’re thinking the same thing, Leona, you must be willing to offer something in agreement of equal price. How about that speciality spell you’re so fond of? You barely use it.”

“‘King’s Roar’?” Leona arched a brow in his direction, “I may not use it, but it does come in handy from time to time. How about my nephew instead?”

Azul twisted his features in disgust, “No thank you. I’m not Rumplestiltskin, nor a babysitter.”

Leona laughed, his voice shaking the settee for a moment, “I was only joking, Faleena would never allow me to hear the end of it. Well, then… perhaps a little advice on that soulmate of yours?”

Azul nearly dropped his pen, surprise appearing on his normally calm face before his pale blue eyes narrowed at Leona menacingly, “What do you know about that?”

“It’s not a surprise given your behavior as of late,” Leona curled his fingers inward as his gaze shifted toward them as if to inspect his nails, “Besides, I heard from a few of my dorm members that frequent here that you’ve been keeping a pretty close eye on our magicless guest.”

‘The sneaky lionfish,’ Azul sneered at Leona, feeling his temperature rising as his gloved hands curled inward.

“Personally, I have nothing against wanting to keep (Y/N) close,” Savanaclaw’s headwarden continued, “She’s cute and pretty, nevermind that fact that she’s a hard worker and kind - sucks big time that she’s a female. She probably would’ve done well in Night Raven if she was a boy.”

“What’s the point you’re getting at?” Azul seethed.

“Merely that everywhere she goes, she is welcomed. (Y/N) has made a few friends without your knowledge by working the floors of the Mostro Lounge. Every time she shares a smile, a laugh, or anything - someone undoubtedly falls for her charm.”

Azul leaned back in his chair, rubbing at his chin in thought. Leona had a point - (Y/N) may have been his precious pearl, his soulmate, but she was also well liked by any and all who encountered her. Deuce, Ace, and Grim were just the stepping stones, Cater, Trey, and Riddle also fell in line with her presence and kind words - and even many of the Octavinelle dorm that worked alongside her in the lounge had gotten close with the magicless guest. However, the students of the Octavinelle dorm knew that Azul had marked (Y/N) as his - those that did not understand the process, such as the humans of Heartslabyul, would always be a threat to the octomer’s happiness; they might even go as far as to ask the headmage to allow (Y/N) to stay in their dorm!

Azul clenched his hand tighter at the thought, ‘No! She’s mine! I will not allow anyone to touch nor taint her perfection or soul.’

The headwarden of Octavinelle leaned forward, fingers crossing together as his elbows rested on the desk and his chin on his folded hands, “I’m willing to make a deal with you, Kingscholar.”

Leona arched a brow as Azul continued in a dark voice, “(Y/N) is very important to me, the other half of my soul - as you know. Her recent encounter with Riddle Rosehearts’ overblot has left me worried that she might attempt to leave Octavinelle. I know that I promised I would help her return home, but I need to keep her close by in order to do so. Soulmates are rare - whether they are humans, beastmen, faes, or mers - and they need to be kept close to each other. I do not want to put (Y/N) on a leash nor lock her up, but she is far too free for my liking. I will create the spell enhancement potion for you in exchange for your help with (Y/N)’s freedom.”

“What is it you have in mind?”

“... Merely a little scare that will show her how cruel and twisted this world can be.”

***

It was a few days later when the plan was set in motion.

You had been helping with the set up for the vendors surrounding the colosseum where the Spelldrive tournament was set to take place in a few days; setting up tents and tables, covering areas with cloths and helping move heavy objects. You wiped at your brow as a bit of sweat dribbled down before a cloth was pressed to your face.

“You’re working too hard,” the familiar voice of your employer pulled your attention to him, a smile appearing on your face as Azul’s lips quirked into a grin.

He was dressed in the headwarden’s dorm uniform - a black tuxedo with a white dress shirt and purple tie and the dorm’s scarf hanging loosely around his neck, a pale gray overcoat that hung on his shoulders, and a black fedora perched on his head. He was leaning against the silver tipped cane with the large octopus on the handle - the mage stone held securely between its silver tentacles. It was strange to see for someone who was working on setting things up, but Azul was in charge of overseeing everything and making sure everything was where it needed to be and making changes as needed, using maps and planograms as reference points. 

“Well, I always believed in the phrase ‘working hard or hardly working,’” you answer, taking the offered handkerchief and wiping away the sweat and grime from your features.

“Quite an interesting phrase,” Azul nodded, resting his hands on his hips, “Care to enlighten me on the meaning?”

You shrug, “I’m not really sure, honestly. People in my world use it for small talk or to point out a person’s laziness. For example, if someone wasn’t doing anything, someone might ask ‘working hard or hardly working?’”

Azul hummed in thought, “I suppose it is a good phrase to use - maybe it might actually get Floyd to do something for a change… however, as I’m sure you know, that eel will whatever whenever he wants to, regardless of what I tell him.”

I giggle, nodding in agreement, “Yes, and half the time he dumps his work on his twin - poor Jade.”

“Jade’s used to it,” Azul waved his hand dismissively, “but speaking of ‘dumping things onto others,’ I hate to ask this of you, but I do need you to do something for me.”

“Hmm? What is it, Azul?”

“I have an order waiting to be picked up at the school store. You’re familiar with Mr. S’s mystery shop, yes?”

You nod with a smile, “Yep, I’ve been there a few times.”

“Good, I need to go there and get the parcel. It has a few items that we’ll need for the Lounge and for the tournament. I would get it myself, but I have to keep things going here and Jade and Floyd are working on their own projects for the tournament. Would you be willing to go pick it up for me?”

“Why not have it delivered to the dorm?”

“It’s easier to travel to the store instead of going to the dorm and back. I had intended on getting it earlier, but it completely slipped my mind until now.”

You frowned a bit as something crawled up your back and tingled behind your head, a feeling that something didn’t sit right with the whole situation. However, Azul had slipped to your side as his arm came around your shoulders and pulled you close enough for you to smell the expensive cologne he always wore.

“Please, (Y/N), it’s very important that you do this for me. I’ll reward you, too, for your efforts - a drink of your choice from Mr. S’s shop or from the Mostro Lounge, on the house. Besides, you’ve been working so hard as of late that you need a little bit of a break. Take this as an opportunity to stretch your legs and cool down a bit.”

A refreshing beverage was starting to sound good. You had been working in the sun for a while like everyone else that was part of the setting up, never mind that your bottle of water had been drained a while ago and you had yet the opportunity to refill it. Perhaps just going to get the parcel for Azul as well as a small drink wouldn’t be so bad.

“Ok, do you mind if I finish up here?”

“Of course,” Azul pulled away before resting a hand on your head and messing your hair, “but as soon as you finish, please go and get the package. I need it as soon as possible.”

You nodded in understanding before turning back to your tasks as Azul walked away.

***

The parcel wasn’t big, thankfully, but it was awkward - an odd shape that looked spherical, but was flat with pointed edges. 

‘I wonder what’s on here?’ you shake the package gently as you walk away from Sam’s shop, heading back toward the colosseum. You discard the thought, tucking it under your arm and taking your time, enjoying the shade the trees provided and the gentle cool breeze of autumn ruffling the changing leaves of the school campus and pulling some off and away from their homes. The colors reminded you of home - how the trees in the parks would shift from greens to yellows, reds, and oranges before fading into dark browns. It was strange to see all the trees do the same thing here - it made you wonder if Twisted Wonderland celebrated holidays like your world did.

You were so busy admiring the colors and deep in thought that you didn’t see where you were going and ran into the back of a very large student.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” you smile apologetically, “I guess I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

“Well, then, watch it,” the student growled.

“Hey man, look what she did to your jacket,” another student pointed at the sleeve of his uniform’s coat.

The charcoal gray coat that all of the students were required to wear was typically a heavy cotton and ridiculously hard to damage - however, low and behold, one of the pointed ends of Azul’s mystery order had put a decently sized tear in the student’s coat. The tear revealed the golden yellow of the student’s vest, traveling from his mid back to just the top of his waist. You covered your mouth in shock as the student took his jacket off and examined the tear, rage budding on his features.

“You stupid - look what you did!”

“I’m sorry! It was an accident -” you try to explain.

“Do you know how much this cost?” the student shook the coat at you, “Now I have to buy a whole new one!”

“Just make her pay for it,” another student spoke up, crossing his arms over his chest.

“P-Pay?”

“You damaged it, didn’t you? So, you’re the one who's going to buy me a new replacement.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t have any money…” you bit your lip as you felt your heart rate jump up, clutching Azul’s package close to you, “I-If you give me a moment, I’ll go talk to my employer and see-”

“Oh, no way,” the student grabbed the front of your borrowed button down shirt, “You’re going to pay for the jacket one way or another.”

Something within you snapped, you had tried to be reasonable with these three and had apologized for the trouble; however, it seemed now that you could only run and hope that you got to Azul before these guys did something to you. Your face hardened as you gave the student holding you a kick to the groin with your knee, the student releasing you as he groaned in pain at the sudden attack. Once you were out of his clutches, you took off in the opposite direction as the three students shouted at you and chased after.

You clutched the package close to your chest as you bolted into the school and down a corridor, staying close to the windows, hoping for someone to see you as you shouted out for help. Your cries echoed off the high ceiling, alerting a few students and staff members - but it seemed everyone elected to ignore your screams for help as the three pursuers gradually came closer and closer. 

You threw yourself around a corner which led out into the courtyard to throw them off.

Unfortunately, an uneven stone caught on your shoe, causing you to stumble forward and land on the ground, Azul’s package flying from your hands and landing with a sickening crack against the side of the wishing well. You tried to stand to move, but something heavy came down on your ankle, a loud snapping sound and a cry of agony echoing across the lawn. 

“You stupid bitch! All you had to do was pay up,” the student’s voice from earlier came in your ear as a large fist grabbed a handful of your (h/c) hair, pulling your head up to look into his rage filled eyes, “but nooo, you just had to kick me then run and tried getting help.”

“I think punishment is in order - after all, what can someone without magic and a broken ankle do now?”

Something heavy collided with your face as tears welled up from the punch, the pain coming again from the opposite side. Your hair was released before you felt a heavy boot collide with your stomach as you were kicked across the lawn like a football, landing a few feet away from the wishing well. You tried to sit up with a groan, your arm coming around to clutch your side as you spat out blood. Your entire body was shaking and was sore - you were beginning to wonder if they had hit any vital organs. A large hand came forward and grabbed at your hair again, pulling you up as you cried out.

“Piece of fuckin’ shit, you don’t know when to give up, do you?”

You bit your lip, fighting to hold onto consciousness and the tears that were slowly slipping from your eyes. You were scared and were still wishing beyond a doubt that someone would find you and stop these three from beating you up more. However, the wish was short lived when you were dropped to the ground, causing you to wince as more pain came from your side. 

“Time to say good-bye,” your eyes widened as you pulled your arms up toward your face, the student rearing his foot back with his aim clear in his dangerous eyes.

“Care to explain yourselves?” a familiar voice asked, stopping the students as their eyes widened in fear.

You peered out between your fingertips as the familiar figure of Azul came forward, his dorm overcoat fluttering behind him in the breeze as his walking cane tapped against the dirt. His face looked difficult to read as he came forward, eyes sharp and filled with rage.

“H-Headwarden Azul,” the student put his foot down and backed away from you, “W-We thought you were over by the colosseum.”

“I was - I was looking for my errand runner,” Azul’s gaze shifted between you and the three students before repeating, “Care to explain yourselves?”

“I-It’s nothing, honestly,” one of the students visibly shuddered.

“Y-yeah, just a m-misunderstanding is all!” the third student smiled wobbly.

“A misunderstanding, hm?” Azul cocked a brow, eyeing the students, before lifting his walking stick and tapping the head against his gloved palm like a baseball player would, “I will only ask one last time. What. Did. You. Do.”

“S-she destroyed my jacket!” the first student tried to explain, “She wouldn’t pay up for a replacement so-”

“So you decided to attack a defenseless angelfish who is under my protection?” Azul snickered, “How very foolish and pathetic…”

He snapped his fingers as Jade and Floyd appeared before the students. Azul came over and lifted you into his arms, “I’m taking her to the infirmary to get patched up - Jade, Floyd, have some fun.”

You ducked your head close to Azul’s chest, a headache slowly forming as he carried you away. You swallowed and began to open your mouth to speak, but Azul hushed you.

“Rest, (Y/N). You’re safe - there is nothing to be said nor to say. Just relax - I won’t let anything harm you.”

***

You must have fallen asleep because when you opened your eyes, you were in your room back in Octavinelle’s dorms. Azul was there, resting in a chair beside your bed with his arms folded over his chest and eyes closed. You shifted slightly, which caused the octomer to open his eyes - blinking rapidly before they fell on you as a smile crossed his face.

“How are you feeling?” he asked, standing and coming to sit beside you.

“Sore, tired,” you answered.

“That is typical after a fight,” Azul nodded, handing you a glass of water that had been perched on your bedside table, helping you to drink the cool liquid.

You smiled as he returned the glass to its spot before your face fell, “I’m so so sorry, Azul.”

“Whatever for, (Y/N)? You did nothing wrong.”

“Your package - you entrusted me to get it, but it probably got broken after that fight…”

“Don’t worry about it,” Azul’s fingertips curled under your chin, lifting it up to force you to look at him, “I’m not going to be concerned about a package that was damaged when you - someone I’ve been tasked to keep an eye on - was hurt severely. You’re very lucky. But, I do need to ask, what in the world happened? What did you do?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. I… I accidentally ran into him because I was taking my time and admiring the changing colors of autumn, not paying attention to where I was going. When I ran into him, one of the parcel’s sharp points must’ve caught onto his coat and when I pulled away, it tore it.”

“NRC’s required suits are relatively expensive, so I can see why he was upset,” Azul nodded thoughtfully, “However, why did he attack you? You could’ve come to me and explained you needed money for a replacement jacket - ”

“I tried telling him that, but he wouldn’t listen and grabbed me. I kicked him so I could get away and was intending on going straight to you, but he…” you didn’t want to say anymore, the memory of what happened only a few hours ago was still painful in your mind.

Sensing your distress, Azul cooed to you, pulling you into his arms as his head landed on top of your head, hands running up and down your spine gently. You sniffled into his suit coat, hand coming up and gripping the back of his jacket, feeling the familiar warmth and comfort that was  Azul Ashengrotto.

“Shh… it’s alright, (Y/N)... you’re safe now,” Azul murmured, his voice soft and soothing in your ear, “I know, I know… I can only imagine how afraid you were…”

You nod as you sniffle more.

“It’s alright, though… I’m right here beside you. Those monsters can never touch you again… but you have to promise me something.”

You look up at him as his eyes shine with pain and… something else.

“This world is cruel and wicked, (Y/N),” Azul reached up, resting a gloved hand against your cheek and wiping away the tears that gathered in your eyes, “It’s only I you can trust in this place - Jade and Floyd as well - your only friends. We can’t protect you if you are away from our sight, so you must stay here in Octavinelle - where we can always be within an arm’s reach.”

“B-But, what about the others? Deuce? Ace? Grim? Surely they…”

“(Y/N)... did they come to help you during your darkest hour? Who was there when you were getting beaten by those mongrels?” Azul asked, eyes narrowing slightly, “I did not see Deuce or Ace. Nor did I see Grim or Trey… the twins did not see any of them nor Riddle or Cater either. Who came for you?”

“...You did.”

“Exactly,” Azul nodded, “I will always be there for you. Jade will always be there. Floyd, as strange as it may seem, will also always be there.”

You nod slowly, tucking yourself against his chest as you realize the dark truth. They had abandoned you, left you to fend for yourself while you were getting hurt - it was Azul that came and found you and it was Jade and Floyd that put the trio in their place. The three of them were the only ones who cared about it - showing you love and support through these last two months in this strange, dark, twisted world. Tears fell faster as you sniffled under the calming strokes of Azul’s fingertips.

If you had happened to look up at that point, you would have seen the octomer grinning devilishly down at you, his eyes of pale blue filled with possessive love and adoration. 

***

Azul ventured out later after you had fallen asleep with the twins in tow. The trio met with Leona in the lounge of Savanaclaw’s dorm, the octomer pulling out a vial of strange green liquid.

“As promised,” the headwarden of Octavinelle presented the vial to Leona, “for services well rendered.”

“This is it?” Leona snatched the vial, inspecting it closely, “I thought there’d be more.”

“Too much and the power will cause the user to overblot,” Jade explained, “We don’t want a repeat incident.”

Leona hummed in agreement, looking back toward the trio, “Speaking of which, what do you intend on doing since you hurt three of my best players with that little incident?”

“If anything, it’s compensation for us after what you did to three of our best players,” Azul let out a shrug, “but remember, Leona - there’s a much bigger fish to fry in the ocean that has nothing to do with me or the twins nor anyone in Octavinelle.”

Leona grumbled, turning his head, “Ruggie!”

The hyena appeared out of nowhere, landing next to Leona with a soft thump, “You called?”

“Take this,” Leona handed the vial to him, “On the day of the Tournament, you know what to do.”

Ruggie snickered with a nod.

“Well, we’ll be going,” Azul smiled, turning away, “pleasure doing business with you, Kingscholar.”

“And I hope that you live a long life with that soulmate of yours.”

“Oh, after that little incident - I doubt she’ll be going anywhere… at least for a while.” 

***

You do not comprehend (You are my one defender)

Why invite their calumny and consternation, stay in here

Be faithful to me, grateful to me

Do as I say, obey

And stay in here…

[fuckyeahfraxus]

          Fraxus Week

                                      is approaching for yet another year!

Save the dates and please help spreading the word as much as possible. Even if you don't plan on participating, it would be a great help if you share the post 😊. Every reblog helps us to get the information around, so nobody misses the oppourtunity ❣️

As every year we can't wait to see what you guys will come up with for the prompts and again, thank you to everyone who casted their votes! It's always a highlight of the year and it's so amazing to see that the love and fandom for this incredible ship still very much existent and strong. Newbie or oldie, we welcome you!

The week will being on the 14th of July with the first Bonus day (we call it Fraxus Week Eve) and end on the 22nd of July with the second Bonus day, as usual. The rules haven’t changed but please make sure to read them again, especially if this is gonna be your first time participating.

We tried to arrange the most popular prompts so there's enough variety and the prompts that haven't gotten enough votes to be included in the nine days will be saved and thrown into the poll for next year, along with your new suggestions.

July 14th/Fraxus Week Eve: Wine and Blood / Scars and Flowers

July 15th/Day 1: Breaking stereotypes/Going against type

July 16th/Day 2: (Forced) Proximity and/or Reunion

July 17th/Day 3: Art/Musical/Rock Band

July 18th/Day 4: Fighting each other/Fighting side by side and/or Force of nature

July 19/Day 5: Guilty Pleasures/Indulgences

July 20th/Day 6: Court/Council/Jail

July 21th/Day 7: Face the past/Imagine the future

July22nd/Bonus day: Busted! Or Secretly being a couple already and coincidentally encountering another secret couple during vacation

RULES:

Everyone is allowed to participate and basically every sort of entry is allowed! Art, a fanfic, edits, headcanons, …everything! Just make sure that it has to do with Fraxus and does not imply something else/negative/other ships/trigger topics like r*pe etc! It also shouldn’t include something n.sfw. Entries bordering on n.sfw or suggestive mentions are alright.

Please put at least one of the tags fraxusweek or fraxus week in the first five tags of your entry! fraxus will suffice, too, if you forget to tag it otherwise but using the first two named tags will just make it easier for us to find the entries for this week! If you have twitter, you can also post your entries there with the tags!

You can also combine prompts, create multiple pieces per prompt or not use the prompts at all. If you’re not inspired by any of them, it’s okay to do your own thing or do something similar to the prompts.

The prompts can take place in the Canon Verse or an Alternate Universe, it's up to you!

Don’t worry about being late/on time!Late entries are always welcome, no matter how late. We know that things can get stressful very easily, so don’t worry about it!

Do not steal other people’s content! That won’t be accepted and that applies not only to this week but in general. Also refrain from reposting somebody's work without permission.

You can also submit your entries to our blog if you want.

If you’ve got any questions, just shoot us a an ask or a private message!

That’s it! We’re super looking forward to the event again. Let’s celebrate our beautiful ship!

Permission from the artwork in the banner was given by the commissioner and the artists of the commissioned artwork is @neeseeart. Please go check out their amazing work and support them if you can!! 💗

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Curtis and Honey Autumn This Or That 🍂

Week One: Dried Leaves or Lots of Candles

Summary- Short Drabble. Curtis x Plus!Sized Reader. You find out that you are more than just Curtis's girlfriend.

Warnings- small mention of possible future family.

This is an 18+ Only Blog

A/N- Thank you everyone for all the comments and shares on Lots of Candles, I hope this one also gets all those soft feels going. Please if you enjoy it, reblog it. It really is appreciated. Every Friday I will be placing up a poll, make sure you vote for which autumn-themed event will be shared, a This or That. Thank you! Happy Reading.

Curtis and Honey This or That Masterlist

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet Masterlist

Sophia raced ahead of Curtis while you and Ella were trying to scoop huge piles of dried-up leaves up into large bags designed like Halloween characters, the old tree sporting the fixer-upper treehouse in its large branches was littering the backyard with a multitude of leaf litter, a kaleidoscope of oranges, reds, and yellows floating lazily down to settle at your feet.

Curtis and Sophia kept crashing into the huge pile, the crackle of the leaves melding with the grunt of Curtis and the laughter of his niece as she landed on his chest, making an even bigger mess than before. Leaves clung to the two of them, dried bits that got stuck all over their clothes and hair. The leaves that burst into the air started to twirl back down in a dance, showing you yet again why this season was full of movement as well as color. 

“Gotchu!” Sophia straddled her uncle's chest, patting his bristled cheeks, which were also covered in bits of orange and red color. Like speckles of leaf confetti. 

“Kid, I got you. You were running away from me.” Curtis snorted, tickling her. She swatted at his hands, tumbling off into the massive pile and popping back up with her hands on her hips like she was about to lecture him. 

“Nu-uh, that was a trap.” 

Curtis rolled his eyes at Sophia, playfully pushing her to fall back into the leaves while he rose up to stand, sprinkling leaves all over her. “Okay Sophia Bear, guess that means that this time… I gotta get you!” 

The little girl squealed, scrambling as fast as she could out of the pile while Curtis pretended to just miss her. 

You and Ella paused, watching all this with amused grins while Ella was recording it from her phone. The leaves you two were trying to gather got half spread out again from them playing around. 

“I swear that man is a big kid himself.” Ella hit end on her phone, tapping the video into an Everett friends and family group chat that you were now officially a member of, the chat line a constant source of amusement for you. It wasn’t long till your phone was buzzing with the incoming video message. 

“Sophia does bring out that side in him.” You said in agreement, leaning down to grab another armful of leaves while Ella held the bag open for you to stuff them in. 

“He is gonna be way worse when it’s his own kids you know,” Ella said offhand, but you felt your cheeks heat up and an ache of what could be started. Something that you hoped would be in your future, but you hadn’t dared to think about it too much. 

“Um- well- of course he will be.” You said, assessing suddenly what you said and how you said it, you certainly couldn’t say you wanted that too, it wasn’t like you two had even talked about it. Not at any length except that both of you wanted kids someday, a conversation that was had at the very beginning of your relationship in an attempt to get to know one another.  

Ella seemed to sense your sudden nervousness cause she hip-checked you while tying the bag, giving you a look. “If it happens, it happens, right? Never know. Right now being Sophia’s Uncle is all he has gotta be. And well you get to be her Auntie.” 

That made you pause a moment, the rustling of leaves starting back up as they circled around, this time Sophia practically climbing up her uncle till he put her on his shoulders, the two of them oblivious to you and Ella’s conversation. 

“You think of me as Sophia’s aunt?” You questioned and Ella rolled her eyes at you, much like Curtis had done to Sophia earlier. 

“Of course! You and Curtis are serious, you love her and take care of her. You’re her Auntie Y/N and I will kick anyone's ass who dares question it. Ask Grey, he will agree with me.” Ella said with confidence, whipping open another bag and shouting towards Curtis. “You are seriously gonna leave your girlfriend and your cousin to do your damn yard and not even help?” 

Curtis trotted over with Sophia in tow, scowling at his cousin who scowled right back at him just as fiercly. “You offered to come do this, wasn’t it something about wanting to hang out? I told you what the plan was today.” 

“Well yeah, I thought it was gonna be hanging out with Y/N while you did all the hard work.” Ella shook her head as if disgusted. “Also why are we even doing this? Don’t you know wildlife needs the leaf litter to winter in?” She looked at you to confirm and you gave a nod that she was in fact right. 

“Then don’t do it.” He gave a shrug, a boyish look on his features as Sophia still on his shoulders mimicked him with her own shrug. 

“Yeah, don’t do it Ma.” The girl said while holding onto Curtis’s head to keep her balance on his broad shoulder. The two of them had just about as many leaves clinging to them as was spread on the ground. 

Ella huffed, letting go of her pumpkin colored bag to fall into the pile of leaves at her feet. “Fine! Y/N and me are going for wine then.” Before you could even say anything, she hooked her arm in yours and pulled you away. “You two can pick everything up!” 

You stumbled after Ella, glancing over your shoulder to catch Curtis’s gaze, his wink making you giggle, knowing full well he just played you both to leave the rest to him. 

[pallastrology]

june 17th - 23rd, 2024

good morning people :-) a little transit post for the week ahead, and an important note.

mercury and venus both ingress into cancer this week, so expect a shift in the waters. we might find ourselves craving comfort, nostalgia, simplicity. the two planets will be conjunct all week, so a creative outlet is a great idea. find a way of expressing yourself that feels good to you; whether that's journaling, blogging, calling a friend... you might want to reminisce on old times, which can be fun and insightful, but beware of the rose-coloured glasses!

the big event this week is the full moon in capricorn, landing this friday night! the sun will be loosely conjunct venus in cancer, so overall nice vibes for this more serious lunar transit. this full moon lands just after the summer solstice on thursday, so it's a nice point to check in with yourself and reflect on how you are finding the year so far. i'll reblog this post later this week with some questions for self-reflection, in case anyone is interested.

i don't like to 'get political' online. it's not a lack of care, i would just personally prefer to let the people who understand the complexities of politics and social justice better than i speak on it. that said, i want to remind everyone in the UK to please make sure you're registered to vote! the deadline to register is june 18th. it takes 5 minutes to register. voting is one of the most powerful things we can do, so please, if you can vote, put that privilege to use.

thank you for reading! if you liked this post, please consider checking out more of my work here, or giving me a follow 💕

[best-underrated-anime]

Best Underrated Anime Group A Round 3: #A3 vs #A1

#A3: Girl who sees ghosts meets poor shinigami. Comedy ensues.

#A1: Teens with special powers seek & protect other unique teens.

Details and poll under the cut!

#A3: RIN-NE (Kyoukai no Rinne)

Summary:

Rinne Rokudou has bigger problems than going to school—namely, helping spirits pass over to the next life. Because of this responsibility, he often finds himself short on money and struggles to buy his necessities: food, clothes, and exorcism tools.

Sakura Mamiya has been able to see ghosts since she was little. She hoped she would outgrow it, but even after starting high school, nothing has changed. To make matters worse, the first time her ever-absent classmate, Rinne, shows up for school, only Sakura can see him. She assumes, as anyone would, that he is a ghost. However, to Sakura's surprise, Rinne proceeds to attend school like normal the next day.

Propaganda:

This is one of Rumiko Takahashi’s underrated works (mostly getting overshadowed by Inuyasha due to her releasing this series after the fact), and I don’t see a lot of people talk about it often. While it’s not my favorite of her works, it’s one that I still like because of the way she portrays the characters. Plus, it still has that classic Rumic comedy and feel to it and I really love the animation with her artstyle. Anyways, if you like supernatural comedies (with a hint of romance) then vote for Rin-ne!

Trigger Warnings: None.

#A1: Charlotte

Summary:

Yuu Otosaka has the ability take over a person’s mind and body for five seconds at a time, allowing him to cheat his way to the top of his class and enter a prestigious high school, where he continues his dishonest acts. His shenanigans are eventually stopped by Nao Tomori, the headstrong student council president from Hoshinoumi Academy, who sees through his deceit. Through coercion, Nao convinces Yuu to transfer to Hoshinoumi and join the student council.

With Yuu begrudgingly assisting in council affairs, the group sets out to find and protect new ability users from harm. However, as they further investigate the abilities, their findings entangle them in far more complicated matters than they could ever imagine.

Propaganda:

I would encourage anyone who enjoys shows that make you think to check this one out! Due to things revealed near the end of the series, a second watch-through is well worth it to see the clues towards the ending and foreshadowing along the way. Consequential drawbacks for these special powers are included throughout the series. Plot-twists keep the audience hooked through it all. There is character growth as the main character changes and as hard choices come up later. It does take you on an emotional roller coaster from light-hearted humor to hitting you right in the feels. (I totally did not watch this anime just because my favorite voice actor is in it lol)

Trigger Warnings: Child Abuse, Child Death, Emotional Abuse, Flashing Lights, Gender Identity/Sexuality Discrimination, Graphic Depictions of Cruelty/Violence/Gore, Rape/Non-Con, Torture, Mutilation.

The non-con warning is for female characters unwillingly having their underwear publicly exposed.

When reblogging and adding your own propaganda, please tag me @best-underrated-anime so that I’ll be sure to see it.

If you want to criticize one of the shows above to give the one you’re rooting for an advantage, then do so constructively. I do not tolerate groundless hate or slander on this blog. If I catch you doing such a thing in the notes, be it in the tags or reblogs, I will block you.

Know one of the shows above and not satisfied with how it’s presented in this tournament? Just fill up this form, where you can submit revisions for taglines, propaganda, trigger warnings, and/or video.

[itsabouttimex2]

Questionnaire Results!

A very sincere thank you to everyone who participated in the questionnaire that I set up! If you’d like the results in short you can see them right here, but I’ll also put them up here!

With seventeen votes to eight, I’m going to go back and fix a lot of the tags I used previously. Some of my stuff was seriously over-tagged, and some tagged very poorly.

Seventeen to eight votes means I’ll be occasionally delving into darker content- but all of this will be tagged appropriately.

Two examples of how I’ll be tagging them: #TW: Mutilation #TW: Self-Harm

If I miss a tag, please inform me and let me know what you’d like added.

I’m glad to see the results here! Twenty-one to three means I’ll be making one of these stories eventually, once I figure out what the setting should be.

Seventeen to seven! I can’t think of any other events aside from the two mentioned, but lifting some of my restrictions might be a fun little writing experience!

I’m really glad that yes got the majority vote here, eighteen to five! AUs are fascinating, and I hope to write some interesting works involving them soon!

Very close! Thirteen to eleven means I’ll keep doing things as I have been instead of making any real pivot in either direction. You can always make a specific request, too!

Sixteen to nine! I’ve got a Character.AI profile by the same name as my tumblr blog! Look me up in the creator search bar and you’ll find me. I’ve only got a few bots, but I hope you’ll enjoy them! (If you’d like a preview at my AU, you can check out ‘Primal Moon MK’)

Not much to say here! Eighteen to seven means I’ll leave my works untabbed.

Ten to eight to four to two to one! I try to leave age mostly ambiguous, but if you are wanting something specific in a request, be sure to tell me!

Fifteen to ten! Not too bad, all things considered. I’ll probably test the waters with a fic like this and see people’s responses, but it’s not too high on my priority list.

Thank you to everyone who participated!

[callibones]

uhhh hh ..... hello! this is the same anon who sent in that ask about object camps. the camps you suggested sound really interesting! im a little too scared to join them for now haha but they sound really cool. they will rotate in my mind for a while i think HGFDSFGHJGFDSDFGH other than that .. 1 . i came across the wiki camp two and it looked so creative and interesting to me! i dont program in css that often anymore but the site makes me wanna go over and put in a bunch of pages. problem is.. i don't know how to Apply? or Do Anything? rn the site is locked for voting but just in general i tried reading the rules but still couldn't understand how it worked. if you knew anything about it that'd be nice. it also seems to have a discord server..? again im scared to check myself but if youre in it i wanna know whether it's a nice space to be in.

2 . uhhghgfdghj i peered through the rest of the blog and found the shelled one blaseball fic you posted ? and i think im really Normal about it. So after reading that i now trust your fanfic opinions. are there any other blaseball fics you'd strongly recommend? and uh general.. uh, evil mind controlly fics would be really nice too (the book of bill is also sort of ruining me along with this so i am truly looking for ANYTHING and like omg hbdxszexrdcfdsxrctvdxszaf) and thats all i wanted to ask you! sorry this is getting REALLY LONG i wish you well and i am So Sorry for bothering you!

HELLO AGAIN! not botherin me at all. :-] i was hopin youd find that answer.... i made sure to answer it at the same time u sent the question so you'd have a MAXIMUM CHANCE of findin it, and u Did! so Yay! welcome back. im going to tag my answers to your Post's with 🩸🟪 so we Never Get Separated Again. but i want you to know.... i don't bite! i literally can't on account of my face is a monitor. so if you wanna chat, feel free to dm me! you seem like a really fun person and we clearly have a lotta interest's in common so Consider That: An Option.

ANYHOO.

1) the wiki camp 2 is ABSOLUTELY a welcoming community. in fact, check this out: here's an index of plainly written explanations of various community in-jokes, to ensure nobody's left confused! while i'm not super active on the discord due to hyperfixating on single spaces at a time like some sort of cryptid, i have a lot of wonderful friends in the community and i'd wholeheartedly call it nice.

you don't have to apply to write, either! while i don't think there's an ETA yet on when the wiki's re-opening, whenever it does you'll be able to make an account for free and start creating to your heart's content! sometimes people who do that even get roped into the camp due to Token Shenanigans....

2) look. i get it. how much do i get it? the post you're talking about was written by my bill cipher fictive. and guess what book made me pick THAT thing up? we're in the same boat. i'm (RELATIVELY) normal 'round these parts, but if you do end up dropping me a line, maybe you'll happen upon some of my stuff? just sayin'. but as for what i can do for ya at the desk here...

thing is, i actually haven't read that much blaseball fanfic. i know! i WANT to. i have a list, which i'll reblog with your special tag right after this. but my brain doesn't let me read a lotta long stuff these days, which is SUCKS! i might poke around some tags and see what i can find, but that spectacular shelled one fic's the only one of its kind i know.

if you wanna read something Long and Serious and Really Really Good that's haunted me for years, put your eyes on Oil and Water, the shoe thieves disaster marriage classic about grief and autism and family and other such things.

then read everything else that catches your fancy, and send me your picks! and hey. if anyone reading this wants to help a cute anon out and knows some fics (or wrote some fics) that fit the Bill i mean the bill, PLEASE lemme know!! i Understand wanting more evil mind control. it's kind of my whole thing. PLUS i'm literally the shelled one's favorite

[swfandomevents]

hii i'd like to run my own event and looking at some of the events, i noticed the same patterns, like the same graphics, themes etc (maul week and fordo week got the same graphics, and subcody and the clone bb got the links | like | this idk if it makes sense)...sorry if its dumb but do you know what websites they use or if theres a masterpost w helpful links somewhere??

Hello!

All good things to ask about! Personally when I make graphics for events I make them myself in photoshop, but I imagine some people may also use services like Canva to make graphics. I’m not really sure which was used in the case of the specific events you mentioned, so you might try reaching out to the mods of events you like and asking if they’d be willing to send you their template. It’s always possible they won’t want to, but it’s always possible they will.

Otherwise for post formatting, I think looking at posts from other events is a good way to do it, if you like the | bar between event links, then try to format your posts using them :).

Unfortunately I don’t know of any “how to run an event” master posts (anyone else please feel free to link any you know of below!) but in general, for example, fan week events have:

- Interest check. Usually people use Google forms, but I’ve also seen people just ask for a post to be reblogged with tags or to reply or like a post to show interest. Tag posts with relevant character, pairing, and series tags so that interested people can find it. Of course you can also tag this blog and/or @clonefandomevents if it’s a clone-related event

- Based on the interest check, decide when the event will be held. Most interest checks ask about which month or week people would like to hold the event. Week events are usually from Sunday to Saturday, but some start on a Saturday or a Monday. Just make sure it’s actually 7 full days. Make a post announcing your schedule including when you will be open for prompt suggestions & voting before your event.

- Make a prompt suggestion post. Generally Google forms are used to get suggestions. You can also just go straight to voting if you have a lot of prompt ideas from the start.

- Voting. People also often use Google forms for this, but depending on the number of prompts or how you want to arrange it, I’ve seen people use tumblr’s polls recently.

- Posting of prompt lists. For accessibility, even if you arrange your prompts nicely on a graphic, it’s good to post the prompts as raw text also, under a cut if you feel it’s long. That’s good practice in general - make sure all the info in any graphics is available in the text of the posts.

- Post to remind people about the event when it’s coming up (a week before, the day before, etc). Post on the event days to remind people what the prompts are if you like. Check the event tags or notifications and reblog people’s work.

- When the event is over, create a masterpost of all works with links

You can tag this blog in pretty much any post about your event you make, although a reminder to please put any NSFW images or text under a cut when you want the post to be reblogged :).

Hope that helps a little! If anyone has any guides to running fandom events or creating graphics for fandom events, etc, please link them!

[blueharborhq]

Hello, lovely members! Both of us admins are completely over the moon with the support we've received for Blue Harbor thus far, and we couldn't be happier to announce that we are officially OPEN FOR OOC INTERACTIONS! We've decided to split up OOC and IC opening to give everyone a chance to plot and become acquainted with one another, but don't worry! An IC opening date is merely on the horizon. For now, please review this list of changes:

The follow list has been opened. Please follow everyone!

Everyone will receive a link to our OOC Discord. Joining is voluntary, but it is highly encouraged! There you will find several channels for OOC chatting, IC organization such as plotting/starter calls, and every admin update will be shared there as well to ensure that nobody misses anything important from us. You may interact within the Discord as much or as little as you choose.

Make sure you've posted your character intro. It can be as simple or as detailed as you wish, but should contain necessary information ( in some way ) such as your character's biographies, in order to make plotting easier! Please tag all intros with our tag, intro.bh, and post a link to them in the #ic-intros channel in our Discord if you've chosen to join.

Plot to your hearts content. Feel free to message your fellow members and get the ball rolling for when we open for IC interactions very, very shortly. If you've joined the Discord, try to interact with as many plotting calls as possible and be sure to message everyone back appropriately as well! Or, you're more than welcome to message people via the Tumblr IM system. Either way, get involved with the other characters! And if there are any issues, or if you need some help, we'll always be here.

Review our IC opening date poll. We want to choose an IC opening date that is convenient for most of you — whether that mean commence interactions as soon as possible or wait a little bit to continue this OOC process — so please be sure to check out the poll in our Discord to give your opinion on what is best. In 72 hours, or once we have received everyone's vote, we will announce the results and the conclusion we've come to! If there are members that choose to opt out of the Discord, we will repost the poll on our newspaper blog to ensure that everyone may participate!

We want to reiterate how floored we are by the positive response we've received, and acknowledge that we wouldn't have been able to get to this point without you guys! So, thank you so much for your enthusiasm thus far. We can't wait to get this show on the road very soon and learn all about your beautiful characters.

[rainisawriter]

Make Me Write Tag

I'm pretty sure this is my first tag since making this Writeblr, how exciting! ^-^)/ Thank you @asterhaze for the tag~ You can check out their post here and make them write!

The original rules are to make a poll with your WIPs and whichever one wins, you write a line for each vote it received. I will also be changing up the rules, though, and writing a line for each vote regardless of which one wins. I have so many WIPs that I feel like this will help haha

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your WIPs and then for whichever wins, write on sentence for every vote received.

If you wanna read more information about my WIPs, you can check out this post on my WordPress blog. Many of them have not yet been started or are sitting in my drafts still so, hopefully, I can get them up and running with this tag!

I don't feel comfortable tagging anyone since I'm still new here and haven't built a lot of bridges but, if you see this post on your dash and you think it looks fun, please participate! Seeing this post counts as me tagging you =D

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

Is that Ted Cruz blog yours too? LOL how many do you have?!

This guy is gross as hell, but you do you, babe lol just remember his awful track record when you go beat off to him. That goes for any politician working against us all. I ain't no lib or conservative or whatever assumptions you're making... I just think it's crazy that your platforming them here when you know the majority of your followers are gay and against their particular brand of bullshit. People fought with their lives for gays to even be seen as humans and for you to even have the ability to post shit like this without any major consequences, so just think about it. You can continue to do whatever you like, but it's just fucking weird to me.

I'd say the same about all of your royal daddies who are all known pedos, child molesters, and rapists, but you seem beyond help with those nuts.

Justifying it by saying you just find them physically attractive makes me think you might need to reflect on that a bit. Maybe some mental help would be good too. I don't want to assume anything about you, but this message is based on how you write about these guys.

PLEASE SAY YOU HAVE UNFOLLOW ME.

PLEASE SAY YOU HAVE BLOCKED ME.

I'm assuming you didn't look at the blog because it was created by a woman from Texas. I found that out on the first few post. I assume you saw the blog title, got your panties in a twist, thought it was me and started this little diddy without even checking to see who created it. Again, in the first few posts, I found out it was a woman from Texas.

You say do me and do whatever I like, but if it weirds you out, I should stop. Indeed, people fought with their lives for gays to even be seen as humans and for me to even have the ability to post shit like this without any major consequences. But from my point of view, you sound like the people they fought against. Sure, you're not beating or murdering in the streets. But you are trying to silence me in your own way.

Now why don't you reflect on that a bit, and get some mental help too. I don't want to assume anything about you, but based on this message. You are indeed liberal, quick to angry, not through on your info gathering and a Karen.

And for the record, I've never said I approve, support or vote for any of these politicians or royals. I just find them physically attractive. And by saying find them physically attractive and would do them. Listen to these words clearly... I'M NOT REALLY GOING TO FUCK THEM.

WHY DO I DO THIS BLOG AS IT NO LONGER GIVES ME JOY.

[officeobject]

First of all, new Gaza post to reblog: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/767071936294584320/use-the-ask-box-also-for-genuine-asks-though?source=share .

Second of all, awwwww, someone wants to be called this!

Fun fact: if you wanna be wholesome, you probably are.

I actually have a fear of not being seen as wholesome, or no longer being seen as a kid by 30 year olds, or something, and yeah, I've seen how irrational that is, but Colby Tybbles saw me as wholesome, and he was wholesome too, so just think about who could actually be wholesome! Plus, if you're a fan of mine, you probably ARE!

Now Imma address THIS:

I don't know which fan this is, but like, if you want different or special treatment - I mean first of all, I don't know who "my teenie boy fans" are, for the most part - like I don't know who views or votes what, and I can't be sure which accounts are fans of me VS my content, except one fan I interacted with (we're not even acquaintances - don't ask me why, I just go along with the psychology of people, even if I don't understand) - and like, I just treat you ALL this way, because, like, I can't categorize which answers apply to WHOM - okay I do have a fan who is sometimes a teenage boy and sometimes just a teenage fan who is an acquaintance, but still - and like, yeah, so instead of treating you all like crap, or in fear, or screaming at you to fuck off - wait I already do that - well, INSTEAD OF THAT, I spend my hormones on bothering you with polls and weirdly infantalizing language because I don't have a fecking teenage pet - and also because it's funny, and some of y'all are cute - but yeah that kinda didn't scare you away ... oof ... if you want personalized treatment, you could do the obvious thing of just starting an acquaintanceship with me and begging me not to address you as a cute little teenie boy fan with excess hormones (I too wonder why I am the way I am), or I COULD make a poll about it, but feck - actually, wait, Imma make this into a poll.

Anyways, I AM sorry that perhaps it's not the best experience - especially due to being a fan and then getting boiled down to "just like Colby!", but I can't really address people too differently, without having personal relationships - like, look, I have no idea how many of my fans exist, and at least one is 50+, and like, I'm not used to having fans (especially instead of personal relationships), but I can TRY, though again, it's just way more meme-able and cute, to just be like:

Me: Aaaa, scary teenager!

My devoted fan reading this kind of meme for the 82262837th time: 😐

Also, I don't know if the person who actually LIKES the teenie boy treatment, is the same person who chose that they are not like teens, when it comes to the reactions to me treating teens, or the other weird reactions, but like, AWWWWW, cute little teenie boy!

Anyways,

I hope this poll is good enough.

Also, the teenie boy who chose that the meme is accurate, with a smile, might enjoy THIS poll (if you're also one of the people who choose weird extreme platonic love options): https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/766890918784778240/colby-tybbles-teenie-ghost-boy-is-back-while-im?source=share

- SHOULD be that poll - something about hormones and math.

Regardless, reblog Palestine thing - and don't worry, sure, I'll probably check your blog, but like, I won't know you're one of the fans, if I already don't, as people already find and like and reblog my Palestine posts, because they just happen to find them.

So yeah, that's all for now!